about a boy

i found out about robin williams death before it was big news. it was still in the 'hoax' stage and not fully believed by people. eventually it was a confirmed thing and filling every corner of the web.

my memories of the guy were limited. very limited actually. i know of flubber. i remember my brothers watching mrs doubtfire once. and i do know he was in aladdin which i probably saw once or twice. however, he was a big part of one movie that meant a lot to me.

back in 2007, i made a facebook account. one of the 'about me' questions was about my favorite movies. for as long as i can remember, they have been good will hunting and (unimportantly) the devils rejects.

why? well, around 2002, when i was living in south carolina one of my shift supervisors told me that i should watch 'good will hunting.' his reason being that i reminded him of the main character. i watched it eventually and i wont say it changed my life, but if it didnt...it came dang close.

to him, i was pretty good with that whole “computer thing” and he saw me as some kind of genius. (im not...a genius that is. i do wellish with the computers though). and to both of us i was pretty much wasting my time in a job that just wasn't doing anything for me. so long story short i saw the movie...liked it. understood his point. and in a way it was one of the nicer things ive been told in my thirty two years of life.

so after mr williams died i thought id entertain myself with some of his work. i didn't have a lot to pull from but itd been at least 10 years since seeing good will hunting, so why not dust it off, right? and by dust it off i mean open the wrapper as i hadnt seen it since buying the blu-ray back in 2012.

after watching it again as something of an adult, i definitely picked up a lot more than i did years ago. i guess i hadnt really picked up on the extra layers to the movie initially. and now i see them and can relate to a lot of that as well. all in all, the movie has aged well and is going to be holding down its spot as my favorite film for a while. likely forever.

obviously the movie wasn't fully about robin williams or even a result of his creation, but he contributed in a large way. and for that i thank him.

in fields of agony

so i guess this was something like 1988 or '87. man, just typing that out makes it look or seem like it was sooo long ago. i mean, it was. but when you see it. that really makes it hit home or whatever. kinda like that time back in teh 5421 days when i saw a picture of what my desk looked like. seeing it for myself everyday numbed me to the visual pain that it actually was. pretty sure i still didnt clean it up. so yeah, back to the main thing...

i miss doing these blogs. its more of my natural typing. and with all the tangents in tact. so yeah. soccer was the thing for young tristan. i didnt like it. but i was put on a soccer team. it started with practices where i learned that dribbling a soccer ball wasnt the same as dribbling a basketball. gladly i wasnt first in line for practicing that. wouldve made a fool of myself.

later we get on to actual games. and while my memory is a little fuzzy from those little events, i do remember that i didnt do much. lots of standing. probably more than one should in a game like that. mom says i used to sit around and pick grass with a little girl. sounds like me.

years later i was on a baseball team. man oh man how i did not/do not like baseball. apparently my mom thought it would give abe and i some time to bond. well, that didnt work. i did my soccer routine of standing around. hoping the ball wouldnt come to me. its not like i could catch or throw, so it wouldve been bad. really bad. and with my eyes i could probably barely see either.

on a side note, when i was in school i remember hanging out with paul kim during gym class. neither of us wanted to participate at all so we'd go to the back of the line and let everybody else go ahead of us. then one day coach house decided to flip the script on us by flipping the line. she started from the end. bitch.

i dont like sports. im fine with them existing or whatever. but you know...without me being involved of course.

the postal service

has failed me. not sure how, but theyve taken the ol' acoustico and now its pretty much gone. i dont even know what to say about that. i mean, it was the first 'real' bass i bought after realizing that i did actually like playing. and pretty much my favorite. the stingray is nice and all. great sound, plays well. but the acoustic...just had something about it. and a hell of a lot of memories.

ive sent so many things through the mail and nothing ever actually has been lost. so that kinda lead me to thinking that things getting lost doesnt really happen or something. either that or i have really good luck and i dont put much stock in that. on the other side of things, i kinda look at it like if you send enough stuff, eventually somethings not going to make it.

i didnt send this myself, but kinda wish i did. at least then i could put the bulk of blame on myself. unfortunately when other people are involved, you want to put at least some on them. i try not to, but things are hard sometimes.

the way the wind shifts

recently jason howell of tnt and other things, posted about how a small coincicdental meeting on irc turned into a marriage. i had just been talking to robert about something like that. as i type this, it feels familiar and im wondering if ive covered it already.

so yeah, its funny how a small event came have a such a big impact. sometimes just as much as the big things. from the perspective of the former, if the tokyo van hadnt happened to break down in florida they wouldnt have stayed with chris. and had one of chris' friends not happened to be in the band that would have skewed these results that much more. but as things played out, the did break down. chris offered to help his friend. and later suggested i check out said friends band. which i did. and this gave me a reason to actually talk to them after the show. more than the usual, "let me get the cd" and "nice set." and that kicked off a friendship that ended up opening my eyes to all kinds of things and a trip to russia. crazy, huh...

jasons post also reminded me of some other things that ill touch on later...

on a somewhat related note, on an episode of tnt (the one where they unveiled facebook home), they brought up an article about an angelfire page that may have been a project of marky z sometime ago. its something to think about how much crap from back then is still floating around somewhere.

this got me to thinking about my own crap. my geocities sites went away long ago. same goes for hypermart (which took some custom perl scripts with it). and my tripod account...hm...wait a minute. tripod never really went away did they? and if so, there certainly wasnt much talk about it if it did.

and off i went to find tripod which seems to be under lycos now. im surprised both of those are still things. anyways, i was able to get back in and see the crap that was my page.

like the pills in your hand

today i saw side effects. i remember seeing the preview and thinking, "this could be all right." and it was. a nice change from that string of action movies that started to all run together.

memories in the corner of my mind

i pretty much sat around and got nothing accomplished today. just a lot of borderlands 2. definitely missing that more active life i had in the past. now i feel like i settle for almost anything to get some form of entertainment...

and so its off to songkick to see if anythings happening that i may have forgotten about, overlooked, or find mildly interesting. well, i found something that actually kind fit all 3. beth orton at the junction.

i remember seeing the email and thinking, "who is beth orton?" as i pressed the delete button. well, turns out shes whats going to give me something to do today even though her music didnt really grab my attention it seemed decent enough. and it turned out to be all right. not pretty all right. just all right. a few catchy riffs here and there, but not much that was like, "wow, im going to listen to this more often."

as i was getting ready, i put on a pair of pants (my mustard plug pants) that i hadnt worn in a while and in the pocket i found a folded up napkin. it was from a night at winstons. the last time i went there actually. march 31, 2011.

flashbacks. i was laughing all the time..

charge it up...

plastic is the american way...as it to 'celebrate' things without question by buying things.

id been thinking about getting a new bass. though i have enough as is, ive been wanting a semi-hollow for a while. i justify that by telling myself that it is different enough from what i have now and as it goes would have a different 'application.'

well, there was something of a sale which brought the price from 499 to 399 ($100 off orders $499+). i was all set to make that purchase, then i noticed another color that i liked just as much and possibly more. so now theres the same dilemma as when i made the amp purchase. buy the one i was originally going to buy, but at a discount that hadnt been factored in when i planned the purchase. ORRRRR buy a better one that happens to be more expensive, but with a coupon that pretty much just brings it to the price of the original.

as the story seems to always go--the money had been spent in my head. so why not. i went with the more expensive one after realizing i did like that color more.

hard to believe this picture is 8 years old

thats obviously not the bass. its one i saw back in 2005 and thought sounded good. at the time, it was expensive to me though. looking back at this picture now i see two things. 1) i didnt think twice about spending that amount of money now...and (2) in the background you can see two semi hollows that i never noticed before.

my crazy asian...

not sure what kicked it off, but i was trying to remember that guy that did some sort of tricking around the time it was getting popular. i say that, but thinking back at it, he probably wasnt doing all that much really. maybe some double legs and back/front tucks. but anyways, he was somewhat popular on the internet. not the tt forums though. at least not in a good way. getting back to where this was going, i ended up finding the guy after searching for something like, "asian backflip 2003." and it came right up. joe eigo. people probably thought he was a crazy asian, but he was not.

for a long time i thought they were saying, "crazy asian" but they arent. its angel.

down where its wetter

today the b-dub and i went off to london for some good ol' fashioned sight seeing. that was pretty much just big ben, an aquarium, and then a bit of walking. there were some street performers out doing all that, but none particularly interesting. id say the highlight of the day was probably seeing part of the tony hawk london stage. i feel like i should make it a goal of mine to see all the real life based parts of the game.

going back to cali

but this time its for comic con. im still not even sure how much i want to go, but given how hard it was to get a slot i kinda feel like i have to.

i had two systems up using chrome on one and firefox on the other. the chrome one never seemed to get anywhere. the firefox at least got me into a white screen that would refresh from time to time but only to another white screen. after a while i closed out the chrome one and was going to say screw it. for some reason i decided to refresh the firefox system (which is usually something of a kiss of death in these situations). suddenly i get a screen telling me im in line at around 13000. interesting.

the number dropped. and dropped. and again. and again. then it went to an order screen. i was in; i was going to comic con. maybe.

phase 1 was done. phase 2 would be a place to stay.

i liked you better before you were naked on the internet

you know all those things that you thought were pretty great or are at least associated with some good memories, but dont get any regular thought? well for me stickam is one of those things.
back in the trickstutorials days we would have some pretty good times on there. thinking about it now, there really isnt much to say about it. i mean, when youre hanging out with friends, whats there to say about it later? maybe you recall some jokes or something funny someone said but thats pretty much it. and thats what stickam was. and now its gone. wait. lets try that again...now its........gone.

out came the sun...

but didnt dry up all the rain. afterall, this is england i suppose. but maybe its a sign of things to come?

little pig, little pig, let me iiiin

there was a thing on tv today about the tornado that ran wild through joplin. ive never had to really deal with one despite my time in iowa. anyways, it really did a number on that city. and apparently it took my dex drive as part of its trail of destruction.
i had a point for writing about this...had. past tense.

london bridge

so today i was on the phone with my mom

mom: olivia asks if youve seen london bridge
me: i heard it fell down?
mom: *speaking to olivia* he thinks it fe--hahaha

i like those moments

in the house of cards

netflix put out 'house of cards' this week. id heard about it a few months ago, but as usual i had forgotten about it. part of the reason i dont care for previews at movies; i know ill forget about it. anyways...turns out its a pretty decent show. i dont care so much for the subject matter or plot environment, but the point of the plot seems to be doing all right for itself. im holding real judgement until ive taken in a few more episodes or maybe to see how the season ends, but for now things are looking good